Alan Menken - Savages (Pocahontas) | Текст песни

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Pocahontas:
Is there nothing I can do?
Will this really be the end?
Is it only death that waits
Just around the riverbend?
Ratcliffe:
This will be the day ...
(Let's go men!)
Powhatan:
This will be the morning ...
(Bring out the prisoner)
English Settlers and Native Americans :
We will see them dying in the dust
Pocahontas:
I don't know what I can do
Still, I know I've got to try
English Settlers:
Now we make 'em pay
Pocahontas :
Eagle, help my feet to fly
Native Americans:
Now without a warning ...
Pocahontas:
Mountain, help my hart be great
English Settlers and Native Americans:
Now we leave 'em blood and bone and rust
Pocahontas:
Spirits of the earth and sky ...
English Settlers and Native Americans
It's them or us
Pocahontas :
Please don't let it bee to late ...
English Settlers and Native Americans:
They're just a bunch of
Filthy, stinking
English Settlers :
Savages!
Native Americans:
Savages!
English Settlers:
Demons!
Native Americans:
Devils!
Ratcliffe:
Kill them!
Native Americans:
Savages!
English Settlers:
Savages!
Ratcliffe:
What are we waiting for?
All:
Destroy their evil race
Until there's not a trace left
Pocahontas:
How loud are the drums of war
English Settlers and Native Americans:
We will sound the drums of war
(Savages! Savages!)
Now, we sound the drums of war
(Savages! Savages!)
Ratcliffe:
Now we see what comes
Of trying to be chums
Native Americans:
Now we sound the drums ... of ... war!
English Settlers:
Of course it means the drums ... of ... war!
Pocahontas:
Is the death of all I love
Carried in the drumming of war?